Senior Superstar

  Chapter 222 The old man’s porcelain, can you also touch it? (Please subscribe, ask for monthly pass!)

  Li Shixin’s fighting hand.

  When this angered pseudo-feminist video was released, it immediately caused a storm;

  Mimi Talking, is an official account channel that has just been opened by the "Mimi" official account on Doushou, a short video platform. My fans are not big.

  However, after several years of operation on platforms such as Weibo and Ferry, it has attracted millions of fans.

In itself, the latest DISS "Yan Baoxia" video released by Mimi, is to see the recent leadership of Li Shixin, all Huaqi artists stand on the ground, and the participation of social caring groups to jointly set off "Yan Baoxia, your man calls you back" The popularity of "Home".

  In an office building in Beijing.

  The office of the operation team of "Mimi Talking".

   "Sister Mimi, this Li Shixin actually diss us in a video!"

"what?"

  The chief writer of the team, Mimi, followed the instructions of his subordinates and watched Li Shixin’s video content once, and the corners of her mouth were raised with a frown.

   "Good! I thought this old man had such a good short video operation and there was a professional team behind him. However, looking at his current performance, he is just a lone wolf. He is still a lone wolf who doesn't understand the operation."

"Don't persuade him! At this critical juncture of "Yan Baoxia", the more he smashes us, the more attention we receive! Come on, let me move! Immediately organize a copy for me, and then call on our fans, Go back! The enthusiasm he sent home, this opportunity must be seized!"

   "Good sister Mimi! How do we fight back this time?"

  "Grab the old man’s sore feet, and build him into an old feudalism that splashes the dirty water of feminism! Just follow this point to make me dying! The words and words are sharper for me, and it’s okay to cross the dots and lines!"

"Roger that!"

  ……

  On the train.

Seeing the content posted by "Mimi Talking about Love" again, he refuted the previous video about her education strictly, sentence by sentence, and deducted a big hat of "old feudalism, hypocritical", Li Shixin smiled slightly. .

  Touch porcelain?

  Smelly sister.

  In front of Luban’s gate, he smashed his axe, and smashed his sword in front of Guan Gong. You are!

  I saw that in my fighting hand comment area, many fans of Mimi had come to make trouble, began to disrupt the normal order of the comment area, and even intervened in the order of posts that helped Wang Yuming’s wife-hunting organization.

  Li Shixin posted an update at random, calling on fans to fight back.

  He turned off his mobile phone.

   Tens of thousands of active fans are fighting each other, and things have developed to this level, basically it's fine.

   is too small to attract attention.

   Going bigger, I can’t control it.

   Just make trouble in this range.

  Thinking of the news from the Alzheimer’s Mutual Aid Tracing Foundation and the Veterans Association and other semi-official organizations in the past two days, requesting to join the search for Yan Baoxia, Li Shixin laughed.

  Don’t look at you having a lot of fun today, just pull the list for you when the time comes!

  Is the old man’s porcelain, which you can touch too?

  ……

   Just when Li Shixin returned to Rongdian on the high-speed rail at a speed of more than 300 kilometers per hour.

  Beijing, Yu Family Courtyard.

  Yu Nianen and his three sons, Yu Sinan, Yu Siwei, and Yu Sigu sat in rows on the bench in the main room.

  Looking at Su Mei, who was sitting on the sofa with a calm face, swallowed altogether.

  The mother, who has always been gentle and graceful, has been uncharacteristically in the past two days, as if she had a new menopause.

  Gray is often scary.

   "How are you doing with the veteran finding a wife?"

  A cold light flashed in Su Mei's eyes, and his gaze fell on his elder son Yu Siman.

   "Mom, our three brothers paid two million each and set up a special fund for tracing people. It's already in operation!"

   Hearing this reply, Su Mei frowned: "What about the others?"

   "Others?" Yu Sinan grinned, "Mom, this is not enough? Six million, enough for those loving people-tracing groups to help find a year."

Su Mei raised her brows when she heard the eldest son say this, "Let you help with things, that's how you dealt with it? Take out a few stinky money, even if you get it? Yu Nianen, Shixin specifically called you and asked you. That’s how you supervise things?"

  Yu Nianen wanted to refute, but when the words came to his lips, he held back very wisely.

   just glared at his three sons fiercely: "You three little calves, turn around and clean up you! Quickly give your mother a penalty!"

   "Mom. The sons are not doing things well."

  As the terrified three brothers confessed their mistakes, Su Mei flushed her eyes, took a handkerchief and wiped the corners of her eyes.

   "Raising you so big, what is it for you? I just ask you to do this little thing, you guys!...Forget it, I can see it, I can't count on you. I will do it myself!"

  Counting down the three sons again, Su Mei picked up the coat hung on the hanger and went straight out of the house.

   Seeing that her mother, who usually speaks warmly and never seems to be angry, moved so much today, the three brothers with the same bitter face turned their attention to their father.

  Listening to the sound of his wife driving away outside, Yu Nienen let out a long sigh.

Stared at the three sons, "What are you looking at?! Little monkey cubs, let you do something, you can see what you three are dealing with. You are busy with work, and you can't do your best. You just paid enough for it, and then Find a few capable people to take care of it! Every car you drive is tens of millions. I ask you to do something, so I will spend two million to send it away? Your mother doesn’t get angry, I want to take care of you too. !"

  Looking at the appearance of his father gritted his teeth, the three Yu family brothers grinned together.

  Boss Yu Si couldn't grasp the back of his head, and was a little puzzled: "Dad, who is this Li Shixin? A family who is tossing on the phone is restless."

  Yu Nianen replied to the elder son’s question with a big slap, “What is restlessness at home? What is restlessness at home! Without you, Uncle Li, could there be three of you?”

  ! ! !

what? !

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   "Dad, could it be..."

  Looking at the three sons who were hesitant to talk, seriously doubting their own life experience, Yu Nianen's temple suddenly jumped.

   Once again, he slapped himself like a fan.

   "Where to think, where to think? I mean, your mother's life was saved by your uncle Li! Without him, there would be no your mother, and you would be gone!"

  Hu,

  That's it!

  The three sons sighed together.

The younger son Yu Si said hey: "Dad, your panting is too scary. Okay, you say that we will count. This is our benefactor. When we look back, our three brothers will discuss it carefully and find someone who can do it well. The people who run the organization will definitely help the veteran find people. Isn't this all right? What a big deal? My mom rarely gets such a big temper, or is it because of an outsider, our three brothers thought there was a story here! "

  Looking at the youngest son who usually has the most spooky ideas, Yu Nianen nodded: "You guys are acquainted."

After speaking, he turned into a bitter face: "But what you think is a little bit interesting. When we were in the south, you and Uncle Li were comrades-in-arms. At that time, I didn't know your mother. When your mother went to the battlefield to do interviews and risk, it was your Uncle Li who tried her best to save people back. Then I met your mother...

  Let’s put it this way, if it weren’t for your uncle Li, because his wife had just died a few years ago, and there was no idea of ​​a new relationship, it would be nothing to me. Fortunately, Shixin decided not to return to the capital for 40 years because of his own reasons. Otherwise... it's hard to say whether there are three of you. "

what? ! !

  Hearing this big melon, the three brothers raised it again with just a sigh of relief.

  "Dad, how long has it been this year...?"

   Facing the second son’s question, Yu Nianen raised her head in a melancholy manner, looked at the smog outside the window, and sighed.

   "Thirty-nine years."

   "That would be a year away!"

   "Dad, Uncle Li, has he... resumed?"

   "I guess not."

  "……"

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  Looking at the sympathetic gazes of the three sons, Yu Nianen became angry;

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   "Go away! What do you think? Your Uncle Li is not like that!"

  ……

  The editorial department of People’s Daily.

   "Yo, Sister Su, why are you here so late?"

  Several editors who were working overtime listened to the sound of high-heeled shoes behind them and stood up when they saw Su Mei stepping into the office area with a handbag.

   "I remember that some things have not been dealt with, you are busy with yours."

  Taking out the office key from his pocket, Su Mei nodded lightly to several colleagues.

  Opening the office door, she just wanted to enter the house, and then backed out: "Recently, there was a veteran seeking his wife. Have you heard of it?"

   "Ah, I learned about it on the Internet. I have also received several manuscripts about this incident in the past two days, but these manuscripts are not very good at the entry point, so I dumped them."

   "Send these manuscripts to my office."

  Hearing Su Mei's order, an editor hurriedly responded.

  In the office.

   Taking advantage of the work of his colleagues preparing the manuscript, Su Mei quietly turned on the phone.

   Seeing the newly downloaded Doushou, Li Shixin in the second act of "Yan Baoxia", the image of a thirty-year-old southern Xinjiang veteran, her eyes were blurred for a while.

   "After so many years, why have you not changed?"

   "Sister Su, this is the manuscript. I put it here for you!"

When    suddenly came in outside the door, Su Mei was taken aback, and she hurriedly turned off the video.

   "Okay, let it be there. I'll see if I can change it later. I think this incident of a veteran who seeks his wife from thousands of miles is pretty good material."

   "Well, there is a lot of attention on the Internet now anyway. Many celebrities are helping to promote this."

   "Okay, go ahead."

   "Okay Sister Su, don't be too boiled."

   "Thank you."

   Nodded to the colleague, and when the colleague closed the door of the office, Su Mei breathed a sigh of relief and picked up the phone again.

  Because of the panic just now, the content of Doushou has been cut to the homepage at this time.

   "Li Shixin, an old man, is really damnable! Not to mention the hype of seeking a wife for a veteran, but to use Yan Baoxia's story to promote his male chauvinistic private work..."

   Seeing the video content posted by the "Mimi Talking about Love" official account on the phone, Su Mei frowned.

  (End of this chapter)